Page 22 of The Broke Billionaires Club
Winded, they decided to step outside for some fresh air. Once there, Trevor offered her his suit jacket to stave off the chilly breeze. Thankfully, the misting had stopped, but it had left in its wake a briskness that hadn’t been noticeablebefore.
She gladly accepted his offered jacket, so he draped it over her shoulders. Availing himself of the opportunity, he left his arm around her. Despite her best intentions, she found herself sagging into his warmth, savoring the feeling of being protected by him as they looked out over the lights of thecity.
Their heads were tipped together, leaning into each other. When Trevor turned to press his lips tenderly against the side of her forehead, she turned to look up at him. Her gaze was steady and adoring. It melted Trevor’s heart. Before he knew what was happening, he had turned to face her and leaned down for a kiss on thelips.
Her quiet moan when she opened her soft lips to his almost did him in. He kissed her hungrily, like a starving man aching for more. Their tongues found each other and danced together as their bodies had earlier. Arms embracing one another, they clung to this delicious forbidden moment, not wanting it to everend.
Panting and craving him more than she had ever wanted anyone in her entire life, Millie forced herself to pull back. “We can’t,” she told him as her face crumpled. Lifting her palm to her mouth to catch a sob, she turned and ran backinside.
“Dammit!” Trevor banged his fist down on the railing in a futile attempt to assuage his anger. Realizing that his outburst wasn’t helping anything, he pulled out his cell phone and texted Jim that Millie was ready to be takenhome.
Deciding that he would just walk home, he shot off that text to Jim as well. Maybe the fresh air would help clear his head enough that he could figure out what to do about the woman of his dreams, who also happened to be hisemployee.
